It was a gorgeous day for a drive. I drove along listening to the purring power of the red Mustang's engine, top down, sunglasses on, my long dirty-blonde air billowing in the breeze. I cruised along the backcountry road leaving a trail of dust in my wake, singing tunelessly at the top of my voice.
I had left that day with no particular destination in mind, just a desire to get out of town and escape for a little while. Feeling reckless and decidedly naughty, I had dressed for the occasion, white billowy blouse that would show my breasts to good effect, black mini skirt and calf-high, black leather boots to show off my legs. A black thong and a sheer white bra, that let the colour of my nipples show through, completed the ensemble. I liked to show myself off and did so, whenever the opportunity presented itself.
My stomach growled and glancing at the box I had packed for lunch, decided I would find somewhere to stop and eat. After another 10 minutes driving I spotted the perfect place, a peaceful picnic area with just a few tables dotted around, situated next to a shallow, sparkling river.
There were only two cars parked there. One of them was at the far end of the picnic area, where the owners of the car, a young married couple, was sitting and eating at a table. A sheriff's car was parked at the opposite end, and I could see the deputy had his hat pulled down low over his eyes and was quietly napping the afternoon away. I decided to park close to the deputy and as I did so, took a long glance at him. From what I could see, I thought he looked rather dishy. I casually undid a couple of buttons on my blouse, and gathering up my lunch got out of the car. Walking over to a table close by, I could see the young husband looking at me with interest, and never being able to resist teasing, I pretended to drop something on the ground and bent over to pick it up, thus exposing my deep cleavage to the staring man. I glanced up, smiling, licking my lips, as his eyes grew round in astonishment at the sight of my breasts. I sat down at my chosen table, facing the couple and making sure the husband had a good view of me as I ate.
I jumped a little in surprise when I heard a deep, masculine voice behind me. "Miss, I just might have to take you in for indecent exposure," he said. I turned towards him as he sat down, uninvited, beside me, straddling the bench. I had been right, he was good looking, a broody but handsome face, his dark eyes twinkled as he looked at me with a deeply sexy, half teasing smile. His uniform showed his muscular body off nicely and I couldn't help but lick my lips a little.
"Why officer, I don't know what you are talking about," I replied.
"Oh, I think you do, you're damn near naked under that short skirt," he grinned in return. The husband continued to stare at us from the far end of the clearing, as the deputy moved one hand and rested it lightly on my lower back. "In fact, I might just put you in handcuffs and take you away with me." I stiffened slightly as his hand moved down my back and over my ass. He leaned towards me resting his other hand on the table. I continued to eat, pretending not to notice where his hand was. I could feel my pussy starting to grow moist and my nipples hardening. "I think I need to check to make sure you are actually wearing something underneath that skirt." I felt his hand slip underneath my skirt and caress my backside. "Well, I'll be, you are wearing something underneath there. Not much of something though." His fingers slipped under the thong as he spoke and his other hand slipped underneath the table and rested lightly on my thigh.
I could see the husband was still staring at us, transfixed, as he talked to his wife. One of his hands had moved into his lap and I could see him rubbing his crotch as he watched us.
